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Wild roses on a bed of leaves in the month of May
I think I wrote my own pain, oh, don't you?

Down by the creek, I couldn't sleep, so, I followed a feeling
Sounds like the vines, they are breathing
(Oh, listen, it sounds like, it sounds like, it sounds like, oh)
And I've seen the way the seasons change when I just give it time
But I feel it out of my mind, all the time

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In the night, I am wild-eyed
And you got me now

Oh, roses, they don't mean a thing
You don't understand
But why don't we full on pretend?
Oh, won't you?
Before I closed my eyes, I saw a moth in the sky
And I wish I could fly that high
Oh, don't you?

A serpent on a bed of leaves in the month of May
What do you want me to say?
(Oh, listen, it sounds like, it sounds like, it sounds like, oh)
That you keep me still when all I feel is an aimless direction
When I think I'm losing connection, I see you

In the night, I am wild-eyed
And you got me now
Dim the lights, we are wild-eyed
And you got me now

Oh, roses, they don't mean a thing
You don't understand
But why don't we full on pretend?
Oh, won't you?
Before I closed my eyes, I saw a moth in the sky
And I wish I could fly that high
Oh, don't you?

Oh, don't you?

Oh, don't you?

In the night, we are wild-eyed
And you got me now
Dim the lights, we are wild-eyed
And you got me now

In the night, I am wild-eyed
And you got me now

Writer(s): Ragnar Thorhallsson, Nanna Bryndis Hilmarsdottir

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